Hmm, let's see. I love wearing boyish clothes, skulls, punching, gore, red && black, my guitar, my guitar picks, my broken skateboard, punk, rock, emo, getting bruises, anything that looks boyish and cool. Basically, I love boy stuffs. But that doesn't mean that I'm a lesbian right? I mean, come on people! Everyone's weird in some way! I love being like this! I'm comfortable living my life like this.
I'm the eldest in the family. My sister was born just a few years after me and my brother was born like, 7 years or something. Between that time, I was my father's "son". He treated me like one. We were so damn close and I love those memories! He taught me baseball, soccer, a lil bit of tennis and swimming. He influenced me on games and computers.
My mom used to take care of all my cousins since she was second to the last to get married. When I was born, my girl cousins were jealous of me cuz I was my mother's daughter. I was also the baby of my guy cousins. They spoiled me and taught me how to play different kinds of games and told me about their girlfriends. When my brother was born, everything I learned from my dad and cousins were now also taught to him.
But now that I'm a growing lady, it seems weird for someone like me to still play computer games and wear clothes that look better on a boy than a girl. They'll scold me when I walk like a boy and act like one. Oh Please, you raised me like this, blame yourselves. I'm happy being me, a girl. (Except the red time of the month) Hahaha. :D
What my parents don't know is, even though I act like this is because I was raised like this. I love jumping around, not caring if someone's looking at me or if someone's talking about me behind my back. I'd beat 'em up if I knew though. Hahaha.
People, Please. Don't judge a book by its cover...
And Dont judge someone by his/her appearance. >3<
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